Indigo Aura Novelas e Histórias

His gaze swept across the vibrant crowd — until it locked onto hers. Aurora Cunningham stood twenty metres away in a stunning emerald sundress that clung to every dangerous curve of her mixed-race body like liquid silk. The sun kissed her golden-brown skin, making it glow with a light sheen of perspiration. Her full breasts rose and fell with each breath, nipples visibly tightening against the thin fabric. Long dark waves tumbled down her back, carrying the faint, intoxicating scent of coconut and vanilla.

Indra's mouths involuntarily turn up in a smile. The Brook Horse, Viridi, shimmers softly under the Northern Lights, he’s an impressive sight with his majestic height and intense inky black and seaweed green shades. On his wide back sits Brage and Vimar. Indra is relieved to see them and can't help but to smile and wave cheerfully. Julien stands a little further away and watches them as they approach the massive gate. Indra steers Rubrum towards the group of creatures. She throws her leg over Rubrum’s neck and jumps off his back in a smooth movement.

At no point does either one of them leave me completely as I bounce gently between the two of them, encouraging, riding their passion. As they continue to move with me, I feel my aura, my very soul, reach out to them both, pulling their essences into me, their spirits blending with mine as our bodies continue to rock with the pleasure of our joining. Power flows from Evander's skin, glowing amber as it shifts the colors of our auras to match his. In turn, his aura is changed, taking on some of Gideon's purple and my red until between the three of us we have something closer to a golden honey wine.

I look at Destinee and she chuckles and shakes her head, before I can ask for anything more Destinee rips her throat out. She looks at me, “believe what you want, Titus.” She says and turns. Her eyes burn brightly before she commands my pack members. “Kill them all,” Aura commands and my pack attacks the rogues and does as they are commanded. Destinee shifts into Aura and joins in the fight. Every last rogue gets torn apart in the chaos. The rogue’s blood drips from Auras’ fur. She has been painted red with blood. She charges towards another rogue. Leaping over him and landing behind him. Before he can turn, Aura clamps her mouth over the back of his neck. She shakes her head and the rogue w

It's essence of life gone, as Kestra fed on every last bit of it. With her energy renewed and her feeling refreshed, Kestra moved to the dead maid, placing her hand on her forehead, repeating the earlier process and this time even going further. Her eyelids fell shut, her forehead glowing red. "Show me." She commanded. There were different aura's in form of people. A smoke of colors in hazy darkness. Blue. Green. Red. White. Wait.... Purple. Wait. White? That was strange.

Aurora explained. "Vinfort doesn't yet have a High Priestess, so we need to return to Preousia as soon as possible. If we don't hurry, Ysobella and your baby will perish," Aurora said fearfully. "How?! H-How can w-we do that? I can't lose her and our b-baby... please!" Lucien begged. Nereza then slowly walk towards them but she stopped when she saw something inside the pouch beside Ysobella. With haste, she took the pouch and opens it.

They were not looking happy and my worry was escalating. Is she alright? Just as I am about to tell Mr. Henderson that she’ll be coming in a minute, I hear the sound of heels clicking as someone runs over to our table. I stand up and look in the direction of the sound to find Aviana making her way to the table in an elegant violet evening dress. It hugs her perfect figure and her perfect curves like a second skin. And even though it isn’t revealing, she looks absolutely ravishing. Her silky-smooth leg peeks out from the slit in her dress to help her walk which goes up till a little above her knee.

Yellow, one of the most common aura color, it was said to be the color of helper, someone who always got someone’s else back, a shield behind, people with this aura color were usually loyal, yet dangerous foes. Red, people with this aura color usually takes everything under them, they are born to be a leader, they are bound to become the head and not the tail, they are people who believed in action speaks louder than words. Gold, one of the rarest aura color, people with this aura usually have protected by the divine, they are guided by a holy one, their soul was near to perfection, molded by so much pressure and tough times. Black, this has always been a picture of misfortune, however, peop

A goddess wanted to have me with her. All the pressure is on me now and as time goes on the tension between the two of them is getting heavier. Gradually, smoke came out of their bodies, dark blue for Death and golden yellow for Athena—it’s like they are manifesting their aura. They seem to measure their strength and power. Hmmm... I have watched this scene in anime many times.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?